Answer:
Made of ten but two we make, When assembled others quake, Five apart and we are weak, Five together havoc wreak. What are we?
A colorful cuisine without flesh
This is a dead giveaway
Where humans breathe liquid.
Everybody's got one.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.